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When Depression Keeps You in Bed

It’s 4AM and the room is pitch-black. All I see is darkness. All I feel is numbness. My body aches from tossing and turning for hours on end. I want to sleep because I’m exhausted, mentally and physically, but my mind won’t let me. Thoughts won’t stop racing through my mind. They aren’t a steady stream or flow, but more like painful spikes hitting in the same spot over and over and over, just constantly screaming into the silence that fills the room.

I can’t cry anymore. I haven’t cried for weeks. I don’t really feel anything but numb. People think depression is all sadness and tearfulness, but it’s not. This is dreadful. I would rather be dead than to endure one more night like this.

It’s 5:30AM and I’ve been mindlessly watching YouTube videos that I don’t care about to pass the time.

Now it’s 1:30PM and I’m awake again. I must have finally gone to sleep, but I feel awful. I’m dehydrated and my body feels heavy, like a bag of rocks, and every muscle hurts, but I haven’t moved from this bed in days, except to go to the bathroom. I can feel a dull ache in my head, but I don’t want to move and I can’t move. So I go back to sleep because that’s the easiest and only option right now.

It’s 3:30PM. My room is muggy and I still feel numb, but with a twinge of guilt and disgust at myself for staying in bed all day. My stomach growls, but I’m too tired to move and get food.

I haven’t showered in a week, my hair is in knots and my body has an odor I can’t describe. I don’t care about any of that, and the thought of sitting up, walking to the shower, taking off each article of clothing, opening the shower curtain, turning on the water, stepping into the shower, letting the water touch my skin, opening each bottle of soap, lathering the soap onto my hair and skin, conditioning my hair, rinsing multiple times, turning off the water, stepping out of the shower, picking out a towel to dry myself with, drying my entire body and hair with the towel, re-dressing myself, and sitting back down, is just completely daunting.

Finally, it’s 5PM and my family is home. My mother finds me in my room and she is not happy that I have been in bed all day as well as all night. Depression is hard to understand if you have not experienced it. I don’t blame her. I don’t understand this either. Nonetheless, she is still supportive and helps my weak, shaking body down the stairs. She feeds me and makes sure I am hydrated. Without her, I would not have left my bed at all.

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When Depression Keeps You in Bed

Caiti Gearsbeck

Caitlin is an advocate for mental health awareness and suicide prevention and lives with a diagnosis of Bipolar Disorder. She is passionate about spreading awareness and sharing her story and hopes to help others living with mental illness feel less alone in their journey.

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Gearsbeck, C. (2017). When Depression Keeps You in Bed. Psych Central. Retrieved on July 12, 2020, from


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